Yaaron Ki Baraat

Life has bestowed upon me so many trustworthy and dependable friends. Almost in every stage of life, I have had a listening ear, a shoulder to cry on, and a soul sister to laugh out loud with. I have been lucky and blessed beyond measure. The role of my best friends has been crucial throughout my days of depression. I felt low and down for days, weeks and months. Someone was always there to give a hug and reassure me of my own worth. Someone was always there to scold me and bring me out of the self-deprecating and self-destructive behavior. I owe a lot to them. They are god sent. Nothing less. I treasure and cherish every moment spend with them, even the trivial occasional quarrels.

She is my childhood friend. She has been with me through all life’s twists and turns. We did our matriculation from the same school. We dreamt together of making it big in life. We completed our intermediate education in the same city. We talked for hours over the phone in weekends. We wrote long emails and letters spanning several pages which we exchanged about twice a year. We graduated separately in different cities, miles apart. We grew up through the years of adolescence and teenage and adulthood, sharing our confusions, contradictions, revelations and adventure with each other. Our sixteen years of friendship speaks more of us than any other person can.

I have known them for about five years, but it feels like forever. Love them loads. I have so many funny anecdotes from college life with them.

One would blow Ponds powder in the air and then apply on her face after almost every class; another would dig inside her bag for minutes with a tensed expression only to fetch a red lipstick and cry ‘Got it!’ beaming with ecstasy; another would run after every known face to introduce herself and result in a riot of laughter; yet another would laugh so loud and shrill that the entire class would be witness to the fun, the joke, the humiliation and the embarrassment; and yet another would shake the desks and benches while laughing sending the co-benchers into unwarranted frenzy. We were a bunch of laughter bots. Even the teachers would say the same about us. Those four years was heaven.

College was fun. But we were separated after that as we all went to different companies. But we always keep in touch. Recently, four of us went on a long awaited trip to Panchgani and Mahabaleshwar – the best journey this year with my besties.

Zee TV is launching a new chat show on celebrity friendships- Yaaron Ki Baraat. I am so excited to watch it. I like talk shows that have many feel good factors, which are real and show the strengths and vulnerabilities of the guests as it is without sugar coating it. Anupam Kher’s talk show ‘Kuch bhi ho sakta he’ was truly inspirational and motivating. It was like our Indian version of Marie Forleo shows- personal and grounded, not at all over the top. I have high expectations from this show too. I am eagerly waiting for Oct 8th that is tomorrow.


Queeristan by Parmesh Sahani

  Queeristan (Amazon Link) Thanks to Audible Free Trial I listened to this amazing non-fiction on LGBTQ inclusion in Indian workplaces. Author Parmesh Sahani identifies as gay Indian, working closely with Godrej higher management and employees for years to create an inclusive workplace, both legally and in spirit. This book is a result of those years of experience, research, collaboration with individuals from difference spectrum of the society and organizations who has successfully transitioned into a queer friendly one.   Indian history is inclusive. From the Khajuraho temple architectures, to Konark to the Rig Veda, there is existing proofs even 2000 years ago of Indian inclusiveness of queer. It’s the draconian British law that criminalised it, which was scraped in 2009, came into effect once again following a sad judgement in 2013 and eventually was scraped off for good in 2018. I am in awe of the lawyers who fought this legal battle- colleagues and partners – Arundhati Katju

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